Poem: A Legion of Accusers

There’s a Legion of Accusers

Who claim it’s all my fault;

Led by three Chief Demons:

Demons “Should!” and “Must!” and “Ought!”

But I know exactly

What to do with all such swine;

I know the Truth

That’s sets me free

And claim the Inheritance

That’s mine.

I raise a shout:

“Foul Fiends, Get Out!”

Then watch them flee in terror.

When next comes the thought

Of should, must, or ought

I judge my thinking

Quite in error!

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